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❗️Mature Themes/Trigger Warning❗️
(No actual r*pe occurs in the story)

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The dinner was a fun time. Many laughs and even more playful insults were tossed around. Big smiles were plastered on their faces as they conversed together, all worries disappearing from their fuzzy, guilt-ridden minds.

While eating, Jungkook couldn't help but feel a presence around him. He couldn't shake it away and he couldn't tell if he should be worried. It was a familiar feeling to him and he couldn't help but smile at it even if it is freaky.

"Whatcha smilin' at, Kook?" Hoseok had noticed Jungkook's little smiles every now and then.

"Nothing, Hyung." Hoseok just chuckled and turned focused his attention back on what Jimin was saying. Something about their next dance concert that he should probably listen to.

With Jimin talking, everyone's focus was on him so Jungkook could slip back into his thoughts.

That fuzzy feeling he was feeling earlier was back and he had no idea what it was. Sure, it could be a creepy dead psychopath guy that has a grudge on him for roasting ghost stories like him but Jungkook was looking on the bright side and hoping it was just Casper the Friendly Ghost.

To the brunette, it was homey in a way. A cozy, tender familiarity.

Suddenly, the boy felt like he was being stared at. He swung his head around to see if anyone was sitting behind him and found lots of tables filled.

Some tables had a bunch of girls gossiping about god-knows-what, another was filled with what looked like theatre kids and techies who were having a meal before their call-time, and even more tables were filled with couples and families.

One table in the corner did catch his attention. A man was sitting there reading a book with sunglasses on? The man hadn't even ordered anything besides a glass of water.

"Weird" Jungkook mumbled under his breath.

"What was that, Jungkook?" Yoongi questioned before being answered with a head shake.

Some minutes ticked by and the youngest decided to take a bathroom break.

"Hyungs, I'll be right back."

"Alright, don't get into trouble!" Namjoon teased as the smaller one made his way out of the booth, muttering a screw you in his head.

What Jungkook had failed to notice earlier when he was scanning the room was a table of two men in black suits.

They had been eyeing the doe-eyed teen for an hour now, waiting for him to get up so they could make their move.

The Jeon was washing his hands when the black suited men strolled into the restroom with intimidating looks on their faces.

"Hey Princess, wanna have some fun with us two.." A tall blonde said seductively as he trailed a hand from the petrified teen's cheek to his chin.

"D-Don't call me that!"

"Why? Your boyfriend call you that?" That had Jungkook taken aback slightly. The only one who's ever called him that was Taehyung but he doesn't quite understand why he hated the name coming from someone else's mouth. He also just didn't really have the time to think about it.

"You're gonna forget about him by the time we're done with you." The blonde chuckled darkly.

"H-Hey.. I'm s-sorry, but.. but I re-ally should b-be going back t-to.. my friends." Jungkook's voice was a new level of shaky as he pleaded. The men in front of him didn't particularly care for his pleads.

The other man who had black hair moved into Jungkook's space and grabbed his chin as the blonde fiddler with the door handle, locking the door.

"You're gonna stay silent, alright? Gonna be good for us, right?" Jungkook's eyes widen and he tried to back away more but he hits the sink and they close in on him.

"Don't you dare make a fucking sound slut." The blonde backed up his buddy. Jungkook remained silent, shaking even more out of fear.

"I'm.. 'm not a s-slut.. P-please.. stop.. M-My friends.. they.. they're prob-probably worried about m-me." Jungkook whimpered once again. The two men just laughed.

"Not a slut, my ass. We couldn't be here if you hadn't tried to seduce us. Keep begging like that, Baby." The blonde said as the ravenette moved into the brunette's neck.

The man placed a few disgusting wet kisses from the boy's ear to his shirt collar.

"S-Stop..! Please.. P-please.. Stop.." Tears sprung from Jungkook'a eyes as he was now fully registering what was happening and would happen to him. He tried everything. He tried kicking, he tried slaps and punches, he tried to wiggle out of the cage of arms he was stuck in. He even tried to knee the black-haired's balls but his leg got stopped by the blonde before he could hit the target.

"Nah-uh." The blonde mumbled with a gross smirk. The ravenette has gotten bored with Jungkook's neck and wanted to see more of the boy.

He only had one layer to go through since the college student took off Taehyung's hoodie before leaving his table.

The man hooked two fingers under the t-shirt collar and began tearing the fabric. Once it was split down the center, he attacked Jungkook'a collarbones and gradually went lower, toying with his nipples. All the while the boy was still being held down by the blonde and sobbing his eyes out. Crying out phrases like, "stop," "please no," "don't."

"Pretty little whore. Your body is so slutty, Babe. Thin waist, fat ass, better than women anyways." The two men let out wicked cackles at that.

The black haired man seemed to be done and the blonde released his grip on Jungkook, only for them to switch spots.

The ravenette was now restricting him and the blonde was doing the violating. The blonde made several hickey's of his own on the poor boy but got bored quickly, heading for Jungkook's waistband.

Feeling where the stranger's hands were going, sparked something in Jungkook's head. He began thrashing around with even more force than before and he cried even harder, whimpers and screams of agony escaping his mouth.

"Stop! Please just stop it! Don't! L-Leave me alone! P-Please!"

"I thought we told you to keep your damn mouth shut!" The blonde growled while he slapped Jungkook's cheek harshly. It made the small boy cry harder, if possible.

"We gotta be quick, Jae." The ravenette said.

"Shut the fuck up, I'm getting to it." As the black suit blonde hooked his finger and began tugging his jeans down, Jungkook's savior started banging on the door.

"Open up this damn door. Cops are on the way." A loud, deep voice shouted.

"Shit!" The blonde 'Jae' exclaimed. Both of the men's grips on Jungkook loosened and he was able to slither out and he found himself huddled in the corner. He was too shaken to process anything around him.

The door busted open and revealed the man from the corner table and two cops behind him.

The police quickly placed handcuffs on the men in suits and said they would be in touch after getting his phone number out of Jungkook's shaken up mind.

"T-Thank you, S-Sir.." Jungkook quietly mumbled as he realized what this man just did.

"You're welcome." The man responded. He had a mask, sunglasses and a baseball cap, but there was something familiar about him to Jungkook. He quickly brushed it off as a silly idea.

"S-Seriously. I.. I don't know.. W-What I would've d-done.." The brunette said lowly as fresh tears began forming in his eyes. The other man noticed and slowly approached the boy, trying not to scare him.

He squatted down and sat in front of the boy. The corner table man reached a hand out to the shaken male's cheek, said boy flinched at first but let it continue to happen. The mysterious man's hand was almost as big as Jungkook's whole face and the thought made Jungkook let a small smile show as the man wiped his tears away.

After retrieving his hand, the unknown savior slipped off his windbreakers and swung it around the shivering child and said child hugged it close in hopes he would stop shaking.

"T-Thank you. How.. H-How can I m-make it up to y-you..?"

"You don't need to, Bunny." Jungkook's eyes widen at the nickname.

"Do I know you?" He asked, doe eyes filled with curiosity and shock. The man hesitated before replying.

"No." He deadpans. "You just resemble a bunny to me since I d-don'T know your name." Jungkook just sighs.

"Sorry, it's just that no one calls me that.. Well.. the one who did.. well.. he- What am I saying..? You don't need to know that." Jungkook giggled slightly when he realized he sounded like he was about to spill his whole life story.

The dance major couldn't see it but his savior'a eyes lit up and his cheeks rose slightly as he smiled below the mask. The said male moved around the frail body in front of him so he was sitting next to him. Jungkook's head instinctively leaned down to rest on the stranger's shoulder as if they had been best friends for years.

"It's alright.. I don't mind it-" The man was cut off when Jungkook's friends burst through the broken door.

Yoongi immediately ran to his little brother, sobbing.

"Oh God.. Jungkookie.. I'm so sorry. I'm s-so sorry Hyung wasn't here to protect you. Kookie, Baby.. I'm so fucking sorry. Hyung is so sorry." He said as he crushed Jungkook in a hug.

It took a second to register who was hugging him but he hugged back eventually, letting some tears fall into his hyung's shoulder.

"I-it's ok Hyung. I-I'm o-okay. H-Help got here before th-they could do a-anything.. more." Yoongi pulled away with tender eyes and glanced at his little brother's neck and moved the windbreaker to look at his torso. Seeing all the bruises and red patches made him cry harder.

"Kookie.. I'm so sorry.." The rest of the boys walked toward the two brothers and joined the hug. The stranger just sat and watched the friend group hug the child.

"Hyungs.." Jungkook piped up happily and giggled as he gestured to the man beside him.

"This guy saved me."

Upon hearing that, Yoongi whipped his head to the side and almost pounced on the stranger. Instead, he just did a full bow on his hands and knees.

"Thank you. Thank you so, so much for saving my little brother." Jungkook watched his brother bow and let another giggle leave his lips while he pulled Yoongi back up.

"No worries." The stranger responded awkwardly which made the others laugh.

"Hyung?" Jungkook asked. Everyone turned their heads to the youngest.

"I should've been more specific, huh?" He said and turned towards Mr. Stranger and then realized he didn't actually know the man's age.

"Ah, I don't actually know how old you are?"

"19."

"So you are my hyung!" Jungkook said in triumph since his hunch was right.

"18. Anyways, could I have your phone number? I know you said I don't have to do anything, but I insist."

"I.." The man said, hesitating until he saw Jungkook give him the biggest doe eyes he could muster. "Ok.. fine.."

That made Jungkook laugh again in triumph. 'Works everytime, Jeon.' He thought to himself.

They exchanged numbers and Jimin gave the youngest's hoodie back.

Upon seeing that hoodie, the masked man's eyes softened, of course, no one could see it due to the mask.

Jungkook shyly took off the windbreaker and quickly slipped on Taehyung's hoodie. He was still shaken but he visibly relaxed when the hoodie's smell hit his nose.

"Man, you really love that hoodie~" Hoseok and Jimin teased and Jungkook's cheeks subconsciously flushed even though he himself didn't know what they were hinting at exactly.

The stranger smirked a little at this but decided not to go along with the teasing, instead he just chuckled.

"Stop being weird, Hyungs." The brunette pouted.

"Ok, Ok.. Stop bullying Kook. Cmon we should go home now. It's been a long day." Yoongi said grabbing Jungkook's hand and wrapping his other arm around Jimin's waist.

"Thank you again..." Jungkook said, realizing he hadn't caught the man's name yet.

The man hesitated for a second and replied,

"I'm.. Kim Rensung."

"Cmon Kook, stop pestering him, let's go." Jungkook pouted before turning back towards Rensung

"Aish.. Sorry. Thank you again Rensung Ssi!"

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I feel like the plot may be obvious pt 2

This is more words than usual since I didn't post for a minute haha (2181)

I can't quite tell if this'll be long or not honestly

But once I do finish it I've got an idea for another fic hehe

I hope this chapter was ok :)